Chapter 1264
: Arriving First
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âThatâs right. After that, my mother noticed that my father coveted this memory crystal copy and he intended to use it as bait. She wanted my father to help her venture into the Turan Holy Mountain to prepare for the templeâs restart. Hence, she tampered with the memory crystal copy.â
Ice Storm said, âFirst, my mother used witchcraft to transfer all the sounds and images from the memory crystal to her own brain. Then, she erased the most critical parts in the memory crystal and placed it in a place that seemed to be hidden. However, with my fatherâs ability, there had to be a way to steal it.
âAfter my father stole the memory crystal copy and left without saying goodbye, my mother raised me by herself. When she taught me all kinds of weird witchcraft, she also imprinted the sounds and images from the memory crystal copy into my brain.
âItâs hard for people who havenât experienced it themselves to understand what itâs like.
âItâs as if⊠every night feels like a year. I will have a nightmare where I turn into a human soldier of the Holy Light faction from three thousand years ago. I will follow the main forces and sweep into the depths of the Turan Holy Mountain like a tidal wave. Then, like bubbles on the tide, I will be lost in the unpredictable spatial gaps and vortexes.
âAlthough the images and sounds stored in the memory crystals had become mottled and blurred after three thousand years of erosion, the soldiers were still alive.
âHowever, when the soldiers were squeezed into meat pies by the space gaps or torn apart by the space swirls until they turned into bone powder and blood mist, the crystal retained the bone-piercing pain, and I felt it all as a little girl!â
Ice Stormâs voice gradually became low.
The corners of her mouth and eyes twitched in pain.
Her seemingly transparent pupils emitted a chill that was -100 degrees Celsius.
Not only were the surrounding shrubs and the ground covered in frost flowers, even Meng Chao could not help but shiver.
Ice Storm was wrong.
If there was only one person in this world who could understand her feelingsâŠ
It would definitely be Meng Chao.
Although Meng Chao had never tried to forcibly compress the information in the memory crystal into his brain using witchcraft, in a sense, the Kindling had the same effect as the crystal.
In fact, it was an upgraded version of the memory crystal.
When he unlocked the Kindlingâs power, he had also clearly experienced the feelings of Dragon Cityâs people, who had nowhere to escape when the end of the world came. They could only face destruction in despair.
It was as if he had died a thousand times in a short span of time.
It was really hard to imagine what kind of mother would let her child suffer such inhumane torture.
No wonder Ice Storm was like a statue that had been dug out from the bottom of an iceberg. Even the scorching sun at noon in summer could not melt her soul at all. It had been frozen for many years.
Meng Chao speculated that Ice Stormâs parents, the ruthless witches and orc adventurers, probably wanted to breed such a double-cursed hybrid. It was not just to challenge the Holy Light Templeâs authority.
Perhaps Ice Storm was also the âsecret weaponâ they used to explore the Holy Mountain Temple.
However, Ice Stormâs mother had not expected to die so early.
Meanwhile, Ice Stormâs father had apparently revised his plan and completely abandoned her after embracing âJackalâ Kanus.
In her previous life, she was buried in the long river of history.
It was like waves hitting the shore, creating bubbles that later disappeared.
And in this life?
Ice Storm realized that she had lost her composure.
She took a deep breath and hid her expression behind her hard ice shell again as she coldly said, âForget it, these are all things of the past. Perhaps I should thank my parents. No matter what their original intentions were, the nightmares that I had day and night opened up my brain region and tempered my spirit power, allowing me to use the Holy Lightâs power and totem power simultaneously as a mixed-blood. Thatâs why Iâve been able to survive in this cruel world alone.
âIn short, I know how to walk in the depths of the Holy Mountain, so I wonât be sucked into the spatial gaps and vortexes.
âBut this isnât enough.
âAll the scenes in the memory crystal didnât mention what the next step should be after climbing to the peak of the Holy Mountain.
âThe temple isnât at the peak of the Holy Mountain.
âWhen the army of Holy Light from three thousand years ago finally reached the peak of the mountain after sacrificing countless lives and resources, all they saw was an empty peak. There was no temple, no large fireball remains, and there were no signs indicating where the temple, as well as the large fireball remains, were.
âThey even dug three feet into the ground and dug dozens of holes that were as deep as a hundred arms. Even after they dug through the entire floating mountain range, they still could not find any mysterious hidden space.
âThe army of Holy Light, which had lost many soldiers and run out of ammunition and food, had no choice but to retreat to the Land of Holy Light.
âTherefore, based on the clues that I know of, we can only reach the highest point of the Holy Mountain of Turan at most. There are reasons to believe that it is not the Holy Mountainâs true summit, which is described in countless ancient war epics.
âSpeaking of which, my father, âJackalâ Kanus, the Horn of Destruction, and Violent Blade should all be very clear about this issue. It is useless to just find the highest point of the Turan Holy Mountain.
âYet, despite knowing this, they are still willing to spend so many resources and even gamble everything. This is enough to prove that âJackalâ Kanus has found a new clue and knows how to complete the thrilling leap from the highest point of the Holy Mountain to its true summit!
âThen, the rest is up to you!â
Ice Stormâs gaze moved from Meng Chaoâs face to the Ancient Dream Saintess behind him. She was in a deep sleep, and her ugly face was still twitching.
Meng Chao nodded and carried the Ancient Dream Saintess to a mandrake tree before he sat down.
He asked Ice Storm to create a few pieces of ice, wrapped them in a cloth bag, and placed them on the Ancient Dream Saintessâ forehead and neck. It was to cool down her brain and the blood that was being injected into her brain.
Then, he fed the Ancient Dream Saintess some secret medicine that he had mixed with honey.
Next, he gently massaged the Ancient Dream Saintessâ temples with his hands that vibrated at an extremely high speed. In the meantime, he injected a few streams of gentle spirit power into the depths of her brain.
Thanks to him, the Ancient Dream Saintessâ furrowed brows loosened slightly.
The burning red spots on her face also faded a little.
Meng Chao then leaned over and whispered, âListen, Ancient Dream Saintess, I know that youâre having a hard time right now, but Iâm afraid that weâll have to do it again for the Great Horn Armyâs sake and the rat peopleâs future.
âYou did very well the past few times. You successfully helped us see through âJackalâ Kanusâ eyes, thus helping us grab his tail.
âNow, weâre only half a step away from âJackalâ Kanus. Take another look. As long as we can see his vision again, weâll know where he is, what kind of conspiracy heâs plotting, and how to stop him!â
While the Ancient Dream Saintess was still in a deep sleep, her eyeballs were rapidly trembling and rotating under her eyelids.
The speed of the rotations made one suspect that it was not her eyeballs but the core rotor of some signal amplification device.
As her eyeballs rotated at an extremely high speed, the Ancient Dream Saintessâ brain began to heat up again.
The ice cubes that had just been applied to her head and neck melted into ice water at a rate visible to the naked eye.
In a few short breaths, the ice turned into misty water vapor that looked like it was hiding the Ancient Dream Saintessâ deformed and swollen head.
Meng Chao wanted to test the Ancient Dream Saintessâ body temperature.
However, the Ancient Dream Saintess suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.
Compared with Meng Chaoâs steely bones, the Ancient Dream Saintessâ arms and ten fingers seemed as thin as twigs.
However, the strength of her grip caused Meng Chao to subconsciously frown as he was unable to break free for a moment.
At that moment, the Ancient Dream Saintess slowly opened her eyes.
She revealed her grayish-white eyeballs that were missing pupils.
No, it was not due to the rotation of her eyeballs that her pupils had shifted to the inner side of her eyelids.
It was more like her pupils and eyeballs had all disappeared. Right then, two bottomless white vortexes were embedded in her eye sockets.
Meng Chaoâs consciousness was sucked into the deepest part of the white vortexes.
It was like passing through a long forest path in foggy weather. After an unknown period of time, a mottled and shining shadow appeared in front of him.
That was what the Ancient Dream Saintess had been trying her best to show him. At that moment, he was seeing âJackalâ Kanus.
In the past twelve hours, they had used the same method many times to spy on âJackalâ Kanusâ field of vision and determine the Wolf King and Tiger Kingâs location. From there, they would try to find the Lion King before the Wolf King and Tiger King.
In the beginning, it had been relatively easy to pry.
âJackalâ Kanus seemingly never thought that not only would the Ancient Dream Saintess still be alive, but she would also retain her spiritual connection with him. She could even invade his brain port through the her greatly enhanced ability.
However, after the first pry had been discovered, âJackalâ Kanus appeared to be on guard.
On several occasions, Meng Chaoâs consciousness would just entered the Wolf Kingâs brain through the amplification of the Ancient Dream Saintessâ brain.
Before he could see or hear anything, a powerful force would push him and shut him out.
There had even been a time when âJackalâ Kanus had deliberately set a trap and pretended not to notice Meng Chao spying on him. Then, he activated some secret technique and tried to cut off the connection between Meng Chaoâs consciousness and his brain by âlockingâ Meng Chaoâs consciousness in his own brain.
If Meng Chaoâs soul had not been baptized by the flames of the apocalypse, which had gradually awakened, Meng Chaoâs soul would have become âJackalâ Kanusâ slave.
Perhaps, Meng Chaoâs soul would become his slave, while his body, which had been trained until it was as hard as steel, would become a muddle-headed, walking corpse!
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